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Monday, May 15, 2006 :::

Cooter Kickball '06

You might think that at 31 years of age I'd be getting too old to play kickball, but you'd be right.

Kickball Season Five started a couple weeks ago. I skipped the first game, but made a good showing at game two. I even scored the first run. This is the only picture of me from the game, taken right before I made that big red ball my bitch:

There were injuries, as the teammate we like to call Bad Apples bloodied his forearm. Then T-Bone thought it would be cool to transfer the blood stain to his own shirt and wear it in solidarity, kinda like a trophy or something. He thought it was pretty bad ass at the time but I bet that in hindsight he's thinking that wasn't such a cool idea after all.

Down is Greasy, up is Cooter!

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what is kickball?

Is it like a baseball-soccer hybrid? Or something totally different?

By Blogger alivicwil, at 2:36 AM  

I wish that someone would call me bad apples.

By Blogger Erik, at 7:29 AM  

ugh... the blood stamp. He still thinks it's bad ass...

*giggle* bad apples...

By Blogger the other sarah, at 8:54 AM  

After looking at the multitude of pictures of the infamous T-Bone on Dan's blog for years I have decided his new name should be HAM-Bone. Good thing he is so cute.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:21 AM  

i think the lite beer was encouraging t-bone to take someone else's blood and smear it on his shirt. am i right?

By Blogger Honey Bunny, at 12:04 PM  

What happened to your teammate who is accused of killing his parents Was he convicted?

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 2:23 PM  

I know it's your teammate and all, but considering all the diseases that can transferred through sharing blood...that's just dangerous!

By Anonymous wonderment, at 4:24 PM  

I am mortified that there is someone who doesn't know what kickball is? Were you raised by wolves alivicwill? What did they do during PE and recess in elementary school on your planet?

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 4:37 PM  

Well - I don't know what kickball is either...

By Blogger elizabeth, at 5:09 PM  

Kickball is a playground game and also a competitive league game, similar to baseball, invented in the United States in about 1942. American World War II correspondent, Ernie Pyle, reported it being played by U.S. soldiers during the North African campaign, 1942-1943. It is typically played on a softball diamond with a 10- to 16-inch (250- to 400-mm) inflated rubber ball. The pitcher bowls the ball towards the catcher, and the "batter" kicks it with his foot. In some games, batters request a certain type of pitch-- rolling, bouncing slightly, or bouncing 1' to 2' off the ground. Once the ball, is kicked, the batter's objective is to get to reach base. In addition to tagging a base to get a forced runner out, or getting a runner out by touching him/her with a held ball, fielders may throw the ball at a runner to get him/her out (though hitting a runner above the shoulders with a thrown ball is often either discouraged or illegal; the latter being the more common rule.). Sometimes, in pickup-type games, a "pitcher's hand" rule may be used. When this rule is in effect, the batter may be out if the pitcher has the ball at the mound before the runner reaches base.

Aparently when drunk i don't know what is is either, cause i repetedly yelled "he threw it at him, he's not out!!" yeah, it's not exactly like baseball sarah...

By Blogger the other sarah, at 5:15 PM  

If you ever form a bombardment team, I want in.

So many years of getting pegged in the face, I could do some damage these days, pay those bithes back.

T*bone, don't touch the blood!!! Bad boy. A little dual powered spray and wash will get that right out. Well most of it, a little DNA will still be left behind. Better hope nobody kills your friend and the CSI people ask to see your jersey.

I watch way too much T.V.

By Blogger Colleen, at 5:37 PM  

WOW, cheerleaders and all!

By Anonymous billthecatlives, at 6:13 PM  

Much as I love T-bone...ewww!!!

What was it, like some weird Norse Viking ritual, going out onto the killing field with the blood of your defeated comrades smeared on your shirt as a sign of rememberance and solidarity? lol

By Anonymous Darcy's Twin, at 7:06 PM  

Did anyone else ever play "Steal the Bacon" in gym class? It involved a single bowling pin.

By Blogger Kathleen, at 7:45 PM  

"Steal the bacon"??? Never heard of it. But I have played hide the sausage....

Note to T-Bone: Most girls won't find a blood smear to be attractive. Don't do that again if you want to be mackin' on the ladies.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:48 PM  

Not exactly "raised by wolves", anonymous -- but "raised in Australia".

My guess was pretty on track. Thanks for 'splaining, Sarah.

We don't really play much baseball down here. I've played kick-cricket. I guess that's the Aussie version of kickball.

By Blogger alivicwil, at 5:09 AM  

holy crap sarah! where did you learn all that kickball infor? seen as you were homeschooled!

By Blogger sarah's mom, at 2:30 PM  


Where the? okay...
A. home schooled is two words.
B. I was only home schooled for high school.
C. That is not something I tell people, so thanks for outting me.

By Blogger the other sarah, at 2:51 PM  

apparently I was schooled by the great state of NY. smarty pants!

By Blogger sarah's mom, at 3:02 PM  

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